On how to cute and blacken the master

A small figure huddled around a corner of the street.

The thin and thin upper body is covered with scars, the new and the old are criss-crossed, which is especially pitiful in the wind.

Holding a broken bowl in his hand.

There are many cracks on the bowl, it looks like it has been used for a long time.

In the bowl were a few small change coins donated by passers-by.

Last night, the boy was dragged back to the house by the woman, and when the door was closed, he was punched and kicked. The boy who almost lost half his life was driven out by his stepmother this morning to beg on the street.

The boy kept his eyes on every pedestrian on the road.

Every time he passed by a person, he stretched out his hand and asked for money with his face on his face.

If you don't give money, you will rush forward and hold the other party's thigh and drag you, until the other party compromises.

"Go away, no."

"Dirty, get out of here."

"No, go aside."

Suffering disgust and indifference.

……

Not far away, there was a burst of laughter from children chasing after them.

The noise of fighting was getting closer, and a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the little begging boy.

He got up and picked up his rice bowl, intending to turn around and leave.

Still too late.

"Everyone, come and see who I see!" A clear and crisp child's voice greeted his companions.

"It turned out to be Gouwa. I heard from my mother that he can beg. I met him today haha." Another voice said.

"Little beggar, Gouwa, little beggar!" Someone suddenly shouted loudly.

"Haha, Gouwa, little beggar, little beggar!" Everyone booed.

Amidst the booing, the surrounded boy held the rice bowl in his arms and grinned silly.

The bruise at the corner of his mouth was aching.

The boy tried to leave, but was pushed and shoved by a group of people.

The group of people made a lot of noise, but the passing pedestrians took a look at the excitement and continued on their way.

The boy was pushed to the ground, and the rice bowl in his arms fell to the ground and shattered.

All the change was spilled on the floor, and coins were falling everywhere.

The boy slowly stretched out his hand to pick up the fallen object.

"A lot of money, why don't we buy snacks..."

"Okay, okay!"

A group of children squeezed together and divided up all the loose notes on the ground.

The boy lay on the ground and watched the change being looted by them, and then left.

"Meow!" An angry cry came from around the corner.

The kitten didn't understand why the boy who was brought home by the girl begged on the street?

And as soon as I came, I saw the boy lying on the ground and a group of children who were happy to leave.

What happened speaks for itself.

After a while, the boy slowly got up, picked up the rice bowl that had been broken in half, and limped to the corner to continue begging.

……

"Come here." The boy lowered his head, his voice hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

However, there was no one around.

There was only one white cat that was still angry at the departing bear children.

The boy didn't speak again.

"Meow."

The kitten walked slowly in front of the boy, and raised its head to meet the boy's dark pupils.

"I will be the last one to support you." The boy spoke slowly, word for word.

The kitten's mind froze.

Shit Shovel Officer... The strategy was successful? !

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